“When our ancestors, the First Ones, came to this land escaping persecution, intolerance, and violence, a handful brought with them the secret of bonding with divine, supernatural beings. Creatures that we call Dragons. It is known that only a rare few are capable of handling such a bonding and even then, only by the good...Read More

Lowil Marxin, hands clasped behind his back, slowly paced around Braun Osser. He stopped behind Braun and lifted his head to look at the assemblage. “I’m afraid we’re overstepping our bounds here. We have no authority to pass verdict on this young man.” He paused there, as if expecting the eruption of voices that ensued....Read More

Marxin bowed his head towards the young lad seated in the chair of the accused. “You are correct. We should treat him with such deference until we are informed otherwise. If nothing else, Ser Terync has earned that based on how he has always treated the rest of us.” “Aye, that he has,” Art agreed....Read More

Marxin paced back and forth in front of the crowd for a minute, tapping at his chin as he did so. Those that knew him well, and especially his students, knew that he was going over every single word he intended to say in his mind, repeatedly, so as not to misspeak. He did this...Read More

“I told you meddling hens not to influence that boy’s testimony!” the head arbiter snapped at Mrs. Koraski and Mrs. Hadam. He stood at his full height and jabbed his finger at the two ladies. “I’ll have you charged for witness tamperi…” his voice trailed off suddenly as both Mr. Koraski and Mr. Hadam stood...Read More

In the future, when he would retell this part of the story, he was never able to actually say with any certainty or really any memory at all how exactly it all happened. He knew that he was taking Terync’s life as a mercy, but he couldn’t recall the actual act of doing so. He...Read More

When the lady’s eyes opened again, the soft pale blue of her eyes conveyed a level of sadness that Kre could not believe possible for anyone to feel without having their heart stop completely from despair. Later on, Kre could only describe that the lady wore that emotion like a radiant aura. He could feel...Read More

“What?” the assailant asked. As he did so, Kre had a new wave of feelings wash over him. Those of calmness, serenity, and peace. He looked into Cooter’s eyes and saw the same emotions echoed there, along with a new one. Resolve. “Five seconds.” The blade pressed against Kre’s cheek though it did not yet...Read More

‘Sin?’ Kre wondered what Cooter meant by that. Maybe it did have something to do with gambling after all, since greed was one of those exceptionally deadly sins that was mentioned in sermons every now and again at the local chapel. “Don’t worry Mr. Cootsman,” Kre whispered, “I’ll get you out of here.” The younger...Read More

Hoping that the intruder, possibly plural Kre suddenly realized, was still on the other side of the house, Kre decided to make a dash for the bedroom. It was just the next door down from the den he was currently in. Though he hadn’t been invited to explore much of this specific house, Cooter’s home...Read More